Saturday, November 28, 2015

Sex in an Elevator

The elevator in my building sucks. I mean it really sucks. Breaks down almost every week sucks. Now any sane, normal person would say just take the stairs, but when you like 12 floors up, well that is a lot of stairs. Still sometimes it beat rolling the dice with that stupid pile of crap. The worst time was when it had broken down when I was on my way to a job interview, was stuck in there for 4 hours and needless to say did not get the job. But there were good times too, and this is the story of the best time I ever got stuck in that god forsaken hunk of junk.


I was on my way back from a night out with some friends, a little buzzed and generally in a pretty good mood. As I approached the stairs I just couldn’t bare the thought of having to climb all those flights, and decided to risk taking the elevator. As the doors were closing A woman raced up, calling for me to hold the doors, and since I am a gentleman, even when drunk, I did so. She thanked me as the doors closed behind her. I glanced at her, perhaps being a bit more deliberate in my gaze than I might normally be. She was not someone I had seen around the building before. She appeared to be in her late 30’s to early 40’s but with the build of someone who clearly took care of her body. An ample expanse of cleavage greeted my gaze and when I broke away from staring down her dress our eyes met and she smiled seductively at me. My mind still buzzing from my earlier fun I smiled blearily back at her. The small twinkle of a wedding ring adorned one finger and I cursed silently to myself, all the good ones are taken, I thought.


In a move right out of a movie the elevator picked that exact second to break down. A grinding sound coming from somewhere overhead before the car jerked and then fell still. The lights even went so far as to flicker. We both looked around in surprise before reality trickled into my inebriated brain and I cursed, realizing we were stuck for what could be a long while.


“What happened?” she said, her voice had a note of concern in it and I could tell that she was a little worried.


“The stupid elevator broke down again.” I said, I did my best to try to reassure her, injecting as much calm annoyance into my voice as I could manage, as if to say that this was nothing to worry about, or something that happened all the time. “We could be here for awhile…” I said. I tried not to sound excited by the prospect, though being trapped in a small space with a beautiful woman was not the worst thing that could ever happen.


“Well maybe we should think of something fun to do to pass the time…” she said. The same seductive smile that had filled her face when she had caught me checking her out returned



She pulled down her dress to reveal her very large, very full breast, and hiked up her dress to reveal that she wasn’t wearing any panties. My mind stalled, when she had said she wanted to have some fun I had thought she had meant play a game on my cell phone or something. My intoxicated mind just couldn’t put what I was seeing in its place. She arched her eyebrow at me as if asking “well what are you waiting for?” That was all of the encouragement I needed, I pounced on her like a starving cat. Her breasts were warm and firm under my hands, and her lips met mine, her tongue pushing its way into my mouth. She moaned through parted lips as we pressed together. I pushed her back against the wall of the elevator, our bodies shaking the small room as we slammed against the wall. She giggled at the noise we made but I was beyond paying attention. One of my hands worked its way down between her legs and her thighs parted for me. Her pussy was already wet and waiting for me as my fingers explored her. She moaned again, louder than before, as my fingers slipped inside of her. Her cunt was tight and warm and my cock hardened in response, straining against the cotton prison of my pants in its desire to replace my fingers. Her hips gyrated in response to my probing fingers, grinding and writhing under my touch. Her moans increased in volume and her eyes closed as she leaned into my touch. One of her hands joined mine, encouraging my fingers to probe ever deeper. All at once she shuddered and gasped, her eyelids fluttering as she came.



My drunken mind fixated on a burning desire to know what her cum tasted like, to know what flavor her cunt was. I pulled her to the dirty carpeted floor of the elevator, spreading her legs to expose the perfection of her pussy. The first taste was divine, the second was like heaven itself. I ran my tongue across the lips of her pussy before plunging inside to taste the sweet nectar of her desire. Her words and her cries urged me on, filling the small metal room with her pleas to devour her cunt. She moaned and squirmed as I worked on her with my tongue. In no time she announced that she was again going to cum, her body convulsing and her legs snapping shut, pinning my face between her sculpted thighs. The scent of her desire filled my nose and mouth as I continued to probe her with my tongue, exploring every part of her pussy.


I could take the torment no longer, I stood helping her to her feet and freeing my cock with one deft flick of my wrist. She smiled at me seductively and leaned against the wall of the elevator, parting her thighs and giving me a perfect view of her cunt. I thrust my cock into her and lifted her from the ground in one motion, pressing her body against the wall. She wrapped her legs around my waist as my cock sunk into her.


As drunk as I was I lasted only a short time. The feel of her cunt tight around me was more than I could endure for long. With her moaning in my ear as I slammed her against the wall of the small metal box I felt my cock explode inside of her, painting the inside of her pussy with my seed. She shook and convulsed, her cries reaching an even greater pitch as she joined me in an orgasm.


Like magic, no sooner than we had reached our mutual climax than the elevator shook and stutted, resuming its path upwards. She smiled at me as the doors open, giving me a friendly wave as she headed down the hall away from me, I could see a small stream of my cum leaking down her thigh as she walked, the only evidence of our tryst.


I never did see her again, I have no idea who she was, or what she was doing in that elevator. But it was the only time I ever thanked god for that stupid pile of junk my building called an elevator.



Sex in an Elevator

Saturday, November 7, 2015

The Hooker

It had been a hard couple of months. Katie had been his whole world, and when he had caught her with his best friend he wasn’t sure which hurt worse, to to mention that the two people he would have gone to with his problems were out of his life (and probably still fucking each other…). What he missed most though was the sex. To be touched by someone, to be held, and to fuck the everloving shit out of them. Lately the idea of fucking someone just burned in his mind, no matter how hard he tried he simply could not get the idea out of his head. But he just wasn’t ready for a relationship, and he wasn’t the type to go pick up girls in a bar. So what was he going to do? One of his friends had cracked a joke about getting a hooker, and the idea had kind of stuck. But he wasn’t sure how to go about finding one…


As time passed and the urge to fuck kept growing he started surfing around the internet, as it turned out it wasn’t very hard to find a hooker, even though it was illegal in his state. Of course they marketed themselves as “escorts” with the implication being that sex was off the table even though everyone knew that was the whole point. He wasn’t sure what was the straw that finally broke the camel’s back, but something in him snapped and he made the call. After a long conversation on the phone, and a background check to assure them that he was neither violent nor a cop (rather a lot of effort to get laid) he paid the incredible fee and set a date. He was assured that all of the girls underwent regular STD tests and that he had nothing to worry about if he chose to fuck her bareback, something he was informed would cost quite a bit extra. He opted to use a hotel close to his apartment, an upscale sort of place that would be nice enough and remove the risk of his neighbors seeing him fucking a prostitute. He waited anxiously for the arranged date, the week passing slowly.



 


 


He had been pacing the hotel room for an hour since he had checked in, his anxiety suffocating in the small but nicely furnished room.  His anxiety reached a crescendo and he was almost ready to call the whole thing off when he heard the gentle knock on the door. His heart jumped into his throat, but he made his way to the door to let her in.


He was blown away, while easily a 7 or 8 himself he had never thought about being with a woman like her. In fact he wasn’t even sure that women like her even existed outside of porn movies and Holly Wood. Gentle waves of brown hair cascaded down her shoulders, falling nearly to the center of her back. A few wisps of hair obscured her face as she smiled shyly up at him. She was quite a bit shorter than he was, which gave him a perfect view of her rather ample cleavage, set out on display by the tight green tank top she was wearing. A pair of white tights hugged her body and revealed that she was not wearing anything beneath them. She had a body that was clearly sculpted by long hours at the gym and the diet of a supermodel, not to mention a healthy dose of amazing genes. He felt his heart skip a beat as he looked into her deep brown eyes, and his words failed him utterly.


“Hi, my name is Mia” she said. She held out her hand to him.


“Is that your real name?” he asked. She gave him a look that told him exactly what she thought about that kind of question which amplified his anxiety tenfold. “I mean hi, my name is Luke” he said. He took her hand and shook it in a perfectly perfunctory way. “Please come in?” he said, gesturing behind him. She entered the room and kicked off her flip flops, she moved with the grace of someone who was well versed in hotel rooms and sat on the edge of the bed.


“Payment upfront” she said, smiling at him, “I take all major credit cards, or good old fashioned cash.” Wordlessly he reached into his pocket, digging out his wallet and freeing a credit card. He handed her the tiny rectangle of plastic and she smiled up at him, she reached into her purse and pulled out a cellphone that had a card reader attached to one end, running his card she handed it back to him and smiled again. He thought that his heart must have skipped a beat each time she did that and whatever words he had been about to say slipped right out of his head. “Shall we get started?” she asked.



He nodded mutely and she started to undress. She pulled down the top of her tank top, revealing that she wore nothing beneath it either. Her lush full breasts hung the way that only the young can manage. She slipped the shoulder straps of her tank top off, allowing the skin tight garment to bunch around her waist. Next she pulled down her leggings, confirming his earlier suspicion that she was not wearing panties. Her pussy was completely free of hair, shaven and smooth. Her body now exposed she sat on the edge of the bed and cocked an eyebrow at him. He realized that he had been standing there staring at her, his mouth agape, and tried to wipe the slack jawed look of his face. He closed the distance between them, taking her in his arms. She melded closely against him, her breasts pressing against his chest. Their lips met, just a brush at first, before pressing urgently against each other. Her tongue darted into his mouth and he moaned in desire. He knew that he had been longing for someone to fuck, but he hadn’t realized how much he had missed all the things that went along with it. Her body felt so soft and warm in his arms, her skin against his.


He slipped one hand down between her legs and she obediently spread them to provide him with better access. He found her pussy already wet with desire and he easily slipped his first two fingers inside of her. She moaned loudly in his ear as his fingers penetrated her cunt. She pressed her body tighter against his and pressed against his questing hand, pushing his fingers deeper inside of her. One of her arms snaked around his neck, pulling his head down, and her tongue flicked against his earlobe before she enveloped it in her mouth. He grunted as she bit down gently on the lope and started to flick at her clit with his thumb while working his fingers inside of her. Her moans increased in volume as he found her g-spot and her hips bucked as she came, holding on to his body for dear life.



“Now it’s my turn.” she said, her voice made husky with desire. She dropped to her knees beside the bed and freed his cock from inside his pants. His cock immediately springing to full attention before her. She slipped his tip into her mouth and pressed it as deeply into her as she could manage, gagging slightly as it hit the back of her throat. She looked up at him as his cock filled her mouth and their eyes met. He could tell that she was as horny as he, her eyes hazy with unsuppressed desire. She started to slide his cock in and out of her mouth, careful never to let it completely leave her mouth and break the suction she was creating. With one hand she stroked along side while her other hand gently fondled his balls. Just when he started to worry that the evening would be over early, she freed his cock, a loud smack as the suction was broken.



“Now fuck me!” she commanded. Now it was his turn to be obedient. She leaned forward on the bed, bending down and sticking her ass up in the air, presenting her sopping wet pussy to him. He wasted no time and slammed his cock into her waiting cunt. She moaned as his thick black cock stretched out her hole. He grabbed hold of her hips and slammed his cock into her again, lifting her slightly from the bed with the force of his thrust. He thrust in and out of her tight hole, each thrust bringing them both closer to release, she urged him on, her moans and cries of passion filling the small hotel room.



He slowed after a time, and pulled his cock out of her. She moaned in disappointment as it left her. She opened her eyes again and looked at him questioningly. “On your back” he commanded. She rolled over on her back and he lifted her legs, keeping them closed. The thin pressed lips of her pussy peeked forth from between her closed legs and he pressed the head of his cock against them. He slid in, carefully this time, and felt the walls of her pussy grab at him. Heat rolled off of her cunt and her tightly closed legs increased the pressure. She moaned again as he forced his cock all the way inside of her. He resumed his activity, sliding his cock out slowly before slamming it home inside of her. Several times she announced that she was going to cum, at which point he would increase his speed until her eyes rolled up in her head and her body shook. Both of them were covered in a fine sheen of sweat as they worked to bring each other to climax.


Finally he could feel that he was getting close to cumming, he was actually surprised that he had been able to last as long as he had. Although he was in relatively good shape he hadn’t had a workout like this in quite awhile. He rolled her over onto her side and climbed onto the bed beside her. He pulled her body against his, one arm slipping beneath her and clasping one of her ample breasts. As they spooned he lined his cock up and slipped it again into her well fucked hole. He could feel his orgasm building and he worked at her, they were both panting heavily, and his pace was slipping as he reached exhaustion. At long last he clutched her body against his and announced that he was going to cum, she moaned back encouragement, begging him to fill her cunt with his seed. This was the last thing that he needed and he obliged her, pumping an enormous load of cum into her pussy. She moaned and convuled as the biggest orgasm of the night rocked through her body as wave after wave of cum erupted inside of her.


They both lay in each other’s arms, exhausted from their long effort, and each felt fulfilled, utterly and completely. She made sleepy sounds as her breathing slowly returned to normal and he absently played with her tits, twisting and flicking at her nipples. She slapped his hand away half heartedly and made an amused sound, snuggling into the crook of his arms. Although he realized that this was simply because he had paid for the “girlfriend experience” he was comforted none the less. As sleep took him he decided that he might have to ask if she had some sort of special rate for regulars…


 



The Hooker